Tag Archives: Irish

After spending two days on the road, battling the Latvian mosquito population, I’ve spent the last five days admitting defeat. I’ve been scratching my ankles, I’ve been scratching my chin, I’ve been scratching pretty much everywhere in between, including a … Continue reading →

They say riding a bike is a skill that, once learned, is never forgotten. However, having been at the mercy of Rigan cyclists after a 7-month winter hiatus, I think I disagree. If there is a non-wobbly Latvian cyclist out … Continue reading →

If meeting a Latvian on the street is a bit like running the gauntlet, speaking to one on the phone is more like running into a brick wall. Usually you end up playing the role of both caller and receptionist. … Continue reading →

So hard as I trying to teach my students to speak English good, there are some things they just can’t get there heads under. And more often than not, it’s quite funny. (Even though I shouldn’t laugh of course.) Here are … Continue reading →

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sailaway from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” ~ Mark Twain